“You’re getting married.” My father says, crossing his arms in his large office chair.The words hit me like a truck. Married? I have never dated anyone, much less talk to anyone in that kind of way, and my father wants me to marry someone I have never met? No, absolutely not. That’s not how I want this to go.“No,” I say breathlessly as I stand up from my spot on the small couch within the office, “I’m not going to get married. Carson, tell him I’m not getting married.”I look at my brother, Carson, for some kind, any kind, of help but he looks at me with a frown on his face. He says nothing and I am forced to look at my father again who is still sat with crossed arms. The looks on both of their faces tells me that I, unfortunately, do not have a say in this matter.“Oh my god,” I start, backing up, “You cannot be serious. This is a dream. I’m going to pretend like I didn’t hear you say that and I will see you at dinner.”I leave the office without another word, my anger flaring up w
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